An Egg and a River - Marial Awendit

Am I the best candidate to throw

A boiled egg into the Nile?

I remember breaking

A gourd full of water,

In the face of thirst, in 1999.

I did not intend that, yet

I flinched from serrated leaves

Flying around my assembly.

The council commissioned

To hurricane away my joy

Built fortresses around me.

The times have not changed,

But my wings did.

Still, am I the best candidate

To oppress the edges of the belch

Of thunder?

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Marial Awendit (21st century) South Sudan

Source: Kalahari Review